George: George narrowed his eyes before hugging him, lightly of course. He didn't know if hugs made Nick uncomfortable or not so it wasn't like he would hug him to his full extent. "No, you don't. You have suffered long enough."

Ariv: "I am still not cute, just liking the warmth you are generating!" Ariv shot back with a huff and a slight glare. He looked like an angry kitten.

Nick: he froze completely for a moment. Was George trying to stab him? To drug him? He tensed for a long few moments before he realized no stand or weird pricks could be felt so he relaxed just a little and gently hugged George back. "I haven't suffered for nearly as long as I deserve."

George: "It is a little selfish to think that," George replied hotly, slight frustration in his tone, but not necessarily directly at him. "To that this mistake is all your fault and that you are the one who should be receiving torturous pain years and years later? It's selfish because you are only thinking about the bad things you did and not the mistakes others made." George paused with a sigh. "You aren't a selfish person, Nick. I know that much about you. Don't prove me wrong."

Ariv: Ariv huffed grumpily as he quickly fixed his hair. "Oh stop with the teasing, would you?" Ariv mumbled although a blush was still present on his pale, almost purple tinted skin.

Nick: as soon as George finished speaking he couldn't help but laugh. It was a pained on with little joy behind it. "George I'm a demon of greed for fucks sake!! I am most certainly a selfish person. It's in the name." He pulled away from the hug quickly. "What's it to you anyways? You barely know me. We've met maybe twice properly."

George: "If anything you are shitty at your job if you're suppose to be a greed demon. "You seem to want to give everything up for your sister." George paused for a moment, considering his words carefully. "It's my job to let others be happier and I also would just like to give you guys some happiness at the very least. It's nice to see other's happy."

Ariv: "I love you too, Alastor," Alastor sighed, almost lovestruck as he kissed Alastor on the lips before smirking and speaking in a joking tone. "But you are a pain in the ass in multiple ways."

Nick: he rolled his eyes "should have met me a hundred or so years ago and you would have been singing a different song." He chuckled shaking his head. "Do you know where my gun is?"

George: "Umm... Not sure," George shrugged as he gave him room. "I can check the ashes of your previous body, but first we need to get you and your sister some proper clothes." George waved a finger at the hospital gown. "Then we can get your gun and afterwards get you both home."

Ariv: Ariv chuckled before nuzzling into Alastor's chest as he wrapped his arms slightly tighter around Alastor. "I still love you too," Ariv laughed at his words before closing his eyes.

Nick: he sighed heavily running a hand through his hair. "My gun and lilliths knives are more important then clothing." He paused for a moment looking George over. "Long story short whoever has them can do very bad things to us. It's a family thing."

George: "Oh... Well..." George paused as he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "We don't know where Lilith's knives were and I have a rough idea where your gun was if it didn't disappear."

Ariv: "Get some rest, Alastor..." Ariv whispered quietly, rubbing his back gently. Ariv wasn't necessarily tired, but he could practically feel Alastor's exhaustion.

Nick: he narrowed his eyes at George for a moment "so you don't know where they are.. fantastic... " his voice obviously sarcastic as he slowly became overwhelmed with stress anxiety and dread.